Amnesia leader just wants to practice calligraphy every day, what should I do?

"Young Master Yue is sinking into the lake!"

The leader of Yuexuan Pavilion, Young Master Yue, has been sinking into the lake for more than a year, which is well known in the whole Jianghu.So everyone knows and agrees that Young Master Yue has passed away for more than a year.

In the deep mountains and old forests where there are no traces of people, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and the wind rustles the forest.

But there was a handsome young man with a tall and straight figure sitting on the stone pile.Looking at the back view, those who don't know must think that this person is either admiring the forest and listening to the wind, or is composing poems and paintings on the scenery, so he must be an elegant person.

Youth is indeed writing.

A pen holder was swung with full demeanor and strength.What a gentleman.

After a while, a man walked out of the bamboo house not far away, dressed in white, and walked towards the stone road leading to this side.

"Yueyue, are you practicing calligraphy again?" The man's voice was clear and warm, "I've already made the meal, shall we practice calligraphy after we finish?"

The young man raised his head and smiled at the man, "Okay, but Qingqing, please take a look at my handwriting first, how is the writing? Is it the best in the world!"

Just looking at his appearance, that person doesn't look like an ordinary mortal.His appearance is gorgeous and gorgeous, his skin is like fat, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of tenderness at this time, so beautiful and moving.

A man is even more handsome than a woman, and anyone who sees it will be fascinated.

Young people naturally like it too.

Dugu Qing reluctantly followed with a smile, and picked up the rice paper on the table that was covered with the words "big turtle bastard".It is indeed the "dragon snake" of the pen, crawling on the paper like a twisted worm with every stroke and stroke, and "sword goes slanted" every time it reaches the end of the pen because of too much force.

"Yueyue's writing is really good, it's improved from last time." He praised it very freely, as if from the bottom of his heart.

After all, if you repeat a sentence countless times, you can get used to it even if you are not used to it.

"That's not true. After all, I am the only successor of our family. I am born with extraordinary aptitude, and my bones are strange!" The young man raised his head with a proud expression on his face.

Childish and flamboyant.There was a complicated gloomy look in Dugu Qing's eyes, but her heart was still full of tenderness and love.

The young man got up and went to hug Dugu Qing, he was a head taller than his Qingqing, once the beautiful woman with a clear and cold appearance came into his arms and buried in his neck, it was a fragrant and soft woman. A soft beauty.

"Qingqing," the young man murmured while rubbing his head against Dugu Qing's forehead and hair, "Qingqing, let's practice calligraphy for the rest of our lives."

The person in his arms trembled, but the movement was so slight that it was hard to detect.

"Okay... Yueyue can live as long as she wants, but you have lost your memory, and you have forgotten everything before," Dugu Qing's voice stopped, "When you think about it, it is probably I won't be willing to live here anymore, when the time comes...no one can stop Yueyue."

The young man hugged Dugu Qing's hand and tightened it. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Nonsense! I know I have amnesia! But mine will always be mine! Now everything is mine !"

He was so angry that a few drops of water came out of his eyes, "I don't want Laoshizi's shitty memories! Qingqing, if you dare to let me go, me, me! I'll cry for you! "

A small tear fell on the tip of Lonely Qing's nose, and before he had time to think about anything, he quickly raised his hand to wipe away the water stains from the corners of the young man's eyes.

Like coaxing a child, she said softly: "Okay, I said that Yueyue can do whatever she wants, and if she wants to live here for the rest of her life, that's it, huh?"

The young man was coaxed very well, and his temper came and went quickly.In his hand is the gentle and beautiful woman that he has been thinking about all the time, and wants to live a lifetime, so he can't help but get distracted.

Dugu Qing felt that the hands holding her began to feel restless.

One hand slipped over the outer skirt of the shirt, and the lace could be inserted into the clothes with just a slight tug, and began to do a lot of evil.

He trembled, suppressing the uncontrollable heat flow in his body, trying to persuade him to stop it in vain: "Yueyue... It's time to eat, the dishes are going to be cold."

The young man lowered his head and blocked his mouth, and effortlessly pried open the other's white teeth, invading and sweeping every corner of the warm and humid place.

"Hmm..." A low but scratchy moan came from next to my ear.

The young man became even more excited after hearing this, his lips and tongue were entangled, and the teasing in his hands was naturally proceeding in two ways.

The young man grinned viciously, and whispered under his throat: "Qingqing is still thinking about eating, and she is too inattentive. Now I want to eat you."

Dugu Qing's long hair had already fallen down during the movement, like a waterfall.

The kiss just now made his face flush, and there were still traces of water on his lips.His long black and smooth hair made him even more beautiful and captivating.

"Yueyue, go back to your room." Dugu Qing stopped making unnecessary resistance that seemed more like refusal or welcome.

It's just that although there is no one in this mountain forest, after all, there is no one with the cheek to prostitute himself in this bright place.

The young man picked him up in one fell swoop, but did not move, and asked, "Qingqing, what did you call me?"

Dugu Qing bit his lower lip, he was used to this person's bad temper, after struggling for a while, he let go and said: "Msgrand..."

The young man was really satisfied, he couldn't hold back his joy, and he didn't care about the food on the table, so impatient, he hugged her and ran to the bed in the house.